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Steve "Indiana State Hoe" Harrington ([info]mr_mom) wrote in [info]snapthread,
@ 2020-01-24 17:13:00

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Entry tags:nyx ulric, steve harrington

WHO: Steve & Nyx (Stevie Nyx?)
WHAT: Tether me bro
WHERE: Nyx's House
WHEN: Plot week
RATING: T for teenage swearing

Steve wakes slowly, facedown in a pillow. Not unusual, and neither is his unwillingness to get up (is it that obvious he's not a morning person?) He screws his eyes shut against the morning light and burrows deeper into the pillow, chasing an extra five minutes.

What does strike him as unusual, though, is when his little egg creature (Togepree? Togepi? It repeats the same noise over and over, and Steve hasn't named it yet) doesn't headbutt him. He's only had the little guy a few weeks now, but it's been long enough to set a routine - he always woke Steve up with an excited chirp and a headbutt.

Steve rolls over, blinking blearily to clear the sleep from his vision, and he jumps damn near straight out of his skin when he touches - well, somebody else's bare skin! Steve flops, cringing away on instinct, and rolls right over the other end of the bed, landing hard on the floor in a mess of blankets and the scraps of his dignity. "Wha-ugh!"


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[info]mr_mom
2020-02-07 10:48 pm UTC (link)
The other guy is way too chill, but Steve just resigns himself to feeling absolutely crazy and stands there, feeling totally out of his depth, while the other guy throws clothes at him and states their weird, if-he-didn't-know-any-better-he'd-call-it-magic-but-does-he-really-know-any-better predicament like it's fact. And maybe it is but - still. "And what is the point? I don't even know you how - how could this happen?"

"I'm Steve, by the way." If it matters. Why would something like that matter when people take being tethered to a random person in stride? Sometimes, Steve wonders if he's going totally crazy. He catches the pants and shirt; the pants are a little long, but Steve can cuff the jeans. Screw Tony's fashion advice.

"Sure, sure. Coffee." He can appreciate something warm and caffeinated to make the world make sense again. Steve runs a hand through his hair, grimacing to himself when it falls flatter than usual. Yeah, that's not ideal. He pulls the shirt on, following the other guy closely; Steve had exactly zero desire to feel that pulling sensation again.

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